Nobunaga’s Imouto is My Wife

I slowly opened my eyelid when I was stroked up by a cold breeze that blew through the light window.

It is dim in the room, but you can see the sun glancing at its face horizontally.

It would be about 4: 30 in the morning - I thought about that with a blurry head as I moved carefully not to wake Princess Ji.

(Really, well, you look happy...)

Princess Ji's sleeping face was just as innocent a girl as it sounded.

Breathing is regular and calm, in a very peaceful sleep.

Is it because I appear in my dreams that I occasionally leak my sleeping remarks, smiling "you... well..."

I don't know what I'm doing in my dreams, but I'm relieved that I haven't done anything wrong for a while.

I grabbed the "Box of Transcripts" I had on my pillow and handed over my memories from last night as I examined it and looked at it.

First of all, it was Princess Ji who fainted from the first insertion and ejaculation - but I guess it's natural that I couldn't possibly be satisfied with just one ejaculation.

After beating her cheeks to shake her consciousness back, she filled her womb with two, three, four, five rounds, and even my filth.

It is worthy of praise from the public that I tried not to play perverted because of the first night, but put up with my self-control in full and just normal positions.

From the third round, I even got a kiss fitting, and although the play itself wasn't as fresh, if Princess Ji still made me happy, that's fine.

Above all, we still have time.

You just have to slow down and get in tune with the woman I like.

The beauty and flesh of the city princess no longer reach the outward realm, but Princess Ji also has a tremendous manslaughter flesh with Princess Ji.

By the way, in terms of the complexity of vaginal meat that would not only have brought me a direct pleasure, but also a fellatio that I would have mastered by necessity in the Saito family - it can be said that Princess Ji is more unplugged than the City Princess.

However, if you look at it in total, including the comfort of the body, the City Princess will overwhelm the Ji Princess.

(Uh, that's it... The City Princess is the top super honor student of the school year who scores an average of 95 points in all subjects, and Gigi has an average of 90 points, but she's like an honor student who definitely scores 100 points in math and science - like that)

By the way, I was very good at history, math and science - although I was literary.

My leg is pointing to the edge with Princess Ji left in the bedroom while I think about it.

(I'm sure that's because of the guilt)

While loving an individual named City Princess, but the fact that she was to love a new woman.

It produced subtle distortions (hizu) from my values, which were familiar with monogamy.

But if I hadn't held Princess Ji, it would have been obvious that I would have run wild by the audience of lust.

(- I guess I need to fold it somewhere)

With that in mind, I lay my hands on the violin that separates the edges from the indoors.

Perhaps I'd like the City Princess to forgive me.

You want to visit her early in the morning, return the box, and show that my heart is well directed at her, too.

(Really... I don't know what I'm doing...)

Too much has happened, and it feels like the limit is about to come in my brain memory, which is only normal people.

I wish I was more versatile, like Lanobe's main character.

With that in mind, when I pull open...

"-"

Standing in front of a distance, one woman.

Though the night faded, I was still there in the cold winter sky with my dark hair in the wind.

"- City! You, why are you here!

"Dear President..."

I run down from the edge and hug her body.

Though she weaves a hanging feather, her body is completely chilled out and her cheeks are bright white by the time she's morbid.

From that appearance, I understood that she had been exposed to the wind at night for quite some time.

"This... oh, you idiot! It will break your body, but what are you doing you!!

Yes, I mean to yell, but my anger slows down rapidly because of what she looks like.

... I was crying.

Not because I yelled at you. There was so much grief in her face - I instantly realized what it meant.

"Sorry, sorry......"

The princess is in my arms, whimpering.

"Patience, I couldn't...... Mr. Chang Zheng... I feel like Mr. Chang Zheng is going somewhere far away where the city doesn't know...! The city... the city..."

I heard her grieving complaint and felt like my chest was going to be decided.

If you try to be in the opposite position, you will soon find out.

Let's just say I'm ED or something and I can't make you adore the City Princess anymore.

And the princess is suffering from sex abstinence because of her constant sexual intercourse with me... such a setting.

I was going to leave her with another man overnight after all the hard work.

- That's all I thought about, I was attacked by fierce nausea.

You can't just think about letting the City Princess's skin touch another man. I can't help but feel sick and sick.

The City Princess belongs to me, and I belong to the City Princess.

There can't be a third party in there.

But the princess had actually faced what I probably imagined to be nausea.

Though she is prepared, she should be savoring the spiciness that is not usual.

It was something you should never do, such as blame her for that.

"... sorry"

I leak my voice as I squeeze out, embracing the City Princess.

Then she slowly shook her head as she pushed my chest with a good hand and let herself go.

"It's good...... I felt the warmth - when the chancellor was here, I knew that… it was good."

When she says that and smiles, she tangles my fingertips with those chilled hands.

I held that hand tight.

"... cold"

"- Don't you like cold women?

"No... I don't care what you do"

When I squeezed her hand tight, I led her away.

The fire behind the enclosure was alive and well away - but more so, the City Princess had a desire to know everything about me.

Even if that hurt her, I wanted you to know.

……

When Princess Ji enters the bedroom where she is sleeping, the City Princess stiffens her body only for a moment before slowly breaking her knee to her pillow.

And when I peered into Princess Ji's sleeping face - she sighed softly, as if she was relieved.

"... you can do this face"

The princess looks back at me and smiles bitterly in a smudged tone.

"In front of the city, it was very solid - it was just a face..."

"Isn't that... you were just scared? In many ways."

"Oh, that's not true! There's a reason..."

Plus she tried to recruit me, and I panicked and blocked that mouth.

Seems to have noticed my gaze - the city princess quickly and concurrently pushed silently.

At the end of our gaze, too, is the figure of Princess Ji, who wanders in the midst of a hook.

- Don't wake up.

Maybe that's what I hoped for, but it wasn't good.

God always sees the strong. They don't listen to the wishes of the weak or anything else, or they just have the opposite result from the wishes.

The sleeping princess's eyes opened slowly, and she woke up and gazed at the good man and his chamber, who had been making a scene on her pillow just after the first night.

- You decided not to see it, and you sank into the dungeon again.

◆

If Princess Ji is asked if something in the Asai family has changed because she has become my sideroom, she would be right to say, "On the face of it, nothing in particular".

During the day, she worked to restructure the Asai Army as "Takenaka Heavy Ji", and at night, Asai family members seemed to think favourably of her work as "Takenaka Ji" serving near me.

It even looks like she's trying to actively use her knowledge without exclusion.

Of the three generals Hai Akayu, head of the Asai Ministerial Regiment, Haibei Tsunami Parents and Akao Tsunami Tsunami - often came to Sugawa Castle, pointing to chess and Acer, but it was the beginning and end of an incandescent debate with Princess Ji about the soldier.

As soon as Kiyoshi Rainmori asks me for my opinion on Nagahama Castle's territory, he begins to ask Princess Ji for his opinion on his defensive strategy in Heijo.

Other than that, letters were frequently sent to Princess Ji by Mr. Yasuji's species in Shimizu Yamashiro, apparently exchanging views with each other on the diplomatic strategy of the Asai family.

As far as I'm concerned, I can't help but feel uneasy about Princess Ji's health, but she seems to be folding up and encouraging herself, and more importantly, I can't help but say that she enjoys her current job.

Perhaps that's a recoil of what I've been able to do so far - I didn't seem so worried about Princess Ji's workload.

Because if Princess Ji feels overworked, the City Princess will appear refreshed (sayingly) - along with the decision phrase, "Because the management of the side room is the role of the main room", pushing her away and forcing her to take a rest.

Even Princess Ji seems to have decided not to defy the City Princess, and so far the balance has been well maintained.

In such a rushed day, there are only a few left in March, and signs of spring are beginning to be seen in the Kitakoe.

The trees that lived and thrived in the mountains that endured winter were full of fresh greenery, and the mountains themselves were no longer overflowing with the production of life.

The tip of the tongue of the Imperial Moon Hair licks up my cheek looking at such a landscape.

I caressed and rubbed her neck like that and accidentally leaked a grin at the trick that sweetened her with a pleasant face.

"And yet... you've been a sweetheart for a long time"

Watching me and Interpretive Moon Hair play, the City Princess says that.

Then Interpretive Moon Hair said, "Is that even a complaint?" But I looked at the city princess with a glance, and this rubbed my neck.

Next to her, Princess Ji is sitting down and zippily observing my beloved horse like that.

"I had no choice... I was injured because of the eagle, and I could barely do anything for a month. You have to rely on someone or be sweet, you won't be able to do it."

Then the Imperial Moon Hair stretched out its neck and looked down at the City Princess with a winning eye - "Cuong," he whispered.

"Right."

Princess Ji smiles fluffily as she holds her hair in her ear. But those eyes aren't laughing.

"The injury will heal soon, so I think it's best to keep it sweet while it's sophisticated."

Once again, tension runs between Interpretive Moon Hair and the two wives.

For some reason I put my wives on the horse opponent who was serious, and Gatagotto and the luggage car rocked a lot.

Four horses tow luggage cars, all of them mistresses of the imperial moon hair.

And around it, 100 soldiers from the Asai family surrounded them for protection.

We were on our way to Kotaniyama, where there was Asai's main castle until recently.

There's no one else who hears the wild things about why we're going there.

Yes, it's because Yuji Field stopped opening tomorrow after the inauguration ceremony.

The construction of Yuji Garden in Kitakomie, once in a state of cessation due to the attack by the Asakura army, has now resumed, and the inauguration ceremony to celebrate completion was held in various parts of the country as a border on March 26.

Sometimes their own money was put into it, and the inauguration ceremonies everywhere seemed to be wrapped up in the tremendous enthusiasm of the people.

- Nevertheless, there was no way that we could start operating immediately because we had a facility.

Especially since Yuji Field has the intention of winding up money from travelers from other countries, accommodation must also be well prepared.

Among other things, Yuji farm, built at the foot of Kotaniyama - Kotaniyama Onsen was ready to open as soon as possible and was scheduled to open from April 1.

And today's date is March 31.

It was the day before Kotaniyama Onsen finally refrained from opening tomorrow, and it was also the day when a preliminary exercise against me, the leader of the Asai family, would take place.

This Yuji farm employee has many children who have come from the countryside to earn money, but it was Asai family finance bureaucrats who are tightening it up.

Such a structure would then be common to all Yuji fields, but it meant that all of Yuji fields - a new power center led by Asai, who is in charge of financial administration, was aggregated into financial evaluation.

As I had previously declared for the ministers, on the 15th of this month the Asai family is moving to a new system.

Each of the contents of the previous miscellaneous discussions in the assessment was decided to be submitted to the former evaluation = State Assessment, after having been discussed and organized in advance under my close proximity.

Since the 15th, all seven ratings for State Affairs, Foreign Affairs, Home Affairs, Military Affairs, Home Affairs, Legal, and Finance have been created and restructured, but each under my close proximity - the state rating and home rating are to be presided over by Ryo Asai's parents, the foreign affairs rating is Mr. Anyatsu's species, the home affairs rating is Kiyoshi Rainforest, the military rating is Kaibeitsu's parents, and the legal and financial ratings are to be presided over by Shigewon Asai.

(In that respect, employees' benefits are easy to collateralise)

I do not intend to crush the use of workers, as was once seen in Japanese publicly owned companies during the Meiji period.

Rather, if sufficient wages were given to earned workers from rural areas, the standard of living would improve and, with that, the number of births per couple would also increase.

That way, tragic practices such as granny dumping must also be gradually but surely lost.

That build-up will inevitably result in an increase in the rural population in the northern Omi and an increase in the number of economic entities producing and consuming.

If the production of goods in urban areas matched well, the Asai family's economic base should have been more solid.

Well, while I was thinking about it - they had sometime passed through the lost castle town of the castle and reached Yuji Field.

Receive the welcome of the employees of the Kotaniyama Onsen waiting for you and get out of the luggage car.

Thus, if you look up at Yuji Field - it was only built with huge donations from the people of Omi, and it had an extremely splendid appearance.

Though I designed it... if you look closer at the finished object. I still have to be impressed.

It was an emotional spa inn that modern people like me admire.

"That's splendid..."

Princess Ji stops and stares seriously at the building.

"Even though it's a luxury to just get hot water, to a building like this... is that also available free of charge to the people who made the donation..."

Perhaps that is something that we do not understand at all in the idea of this era.

It is only by ordering the inhabitants to moderate, to encourage luxury, etc. - it is not what the lords do.

But...

"But if you can hope for a day of life - it will feed you to live tomorrow, no?

"... Yes!

- I believed that if I were Princess Ji right now, I would agree.

As I stroke my chest down relieved, the Interpretive Moon Hair pushes my back with my neck from behind.

"Dear Chang Zheng... Apparently, Interpretive Moon Hair wants to soak up hot water quickly, right?

See how we are and the city princess says with a bitter smile.

Instead, Interpretive Moon Hair pushed my back more and more, leading me to the entrance to Yuji Field.

If I can help you this far, I guess I'll be fine, but let's not say such wild things.

(It's Family Service Day, which is just a pre-exercise at Kotaniyama Onsen.)

When I twisted the warm curtains (goodwill) hung at the entrance and finished bookmarking everyone's names - I split with them in front of the entrance to the Yu Hall, which was divided into male and female water, and took my interpretive moon hair to the stripper.

◆

The hot air is thick. My vision was blocked a lot more than I thought, and it felt as if I'd gotten lost in the clouds.

Winter is also at the end of the day, and even though the world is beginning to prepare for spring, only temperatures still don't really cut up.

The hot air was awesome because of it, and when I managed to reach the hot tub, I sank myself and took a big breath.

"Uh... I knew a warm bath would be good..."

Unexpectedly leaking, such a genuine thing.

From the people of modern society, where the bath was normal, there was something really incompatible with the values of "bath is luxury" during the Warring States.

Unless it's hot water, dirt and dirt can hardly come off, and more importantly, it makes your skin greasy.

In this world of physical discomfort and constant back-to-back alignment, it was still no exaggeration to say that hot springs were an oasis of the mind.

"Cuwong"

I make a noise with my blankets and my interpretive moon hair also goes into the water, and whispers in comfort, shaking my body with a blast.

And when she fell asleep in formation beside me, she cleverly used her neck to hang my body from the side of it.

"Oh, hey... it doesn't hurt anymore?

"Cuo Woon"

It feels like a superb sofa.

The Interpretive Moon Hair narrowed its light green eyes slightly as she sat me down.

That's like a floating smile of a sister holding her younger loving brother.

It was as if family love and heterosexual love had mixed before, and I had leaked a great deal of exhalation.

Again, thanks to the fact that the life of the Interpretive Moon Hair was not lost, it became a relief and revealed.

If I stroked him from the tip of his nose to his forehead, or from his jaw to his neck, with both hands lovingly smothered - the interpretive moon hair hissing, urging him to "more".

"Doesn't it hurt much anymore?

When I ask, Interpretive Moon Hair talks to me with her eyes, "It's okay."

As we speak now, she clearly understood the human language.

I kind of know what the Interpretive Moon Hair is trying to say too, but still, it's impossible to completely grasp the intent just by listening to her hissing.

"I wish I could understand your words properly... because you can understand my words, but I can only understand yours somehow"

"Cuong."

Interpretive moon hair is irritating the top of my head with its nose tip.

And when she withdrew her strength from her body, and deposited herself in her chamber, she felt a raw exhalation pulsating in her great flesh.

They live with demons. In that sense, it is the same as a human being.

"Alive..."

I squeal as I feel the blood vessels flowing through my interpretive lunar hair's neck and its pulse at my fingertips.

"To redo my life, I live..."

Sometimes that's what I think. How can I be tripping into this world in this day and age?

"You know, Interpretive Moon Hair... I'm actually from another world, from another era..."

Whimpering a secret she couldn't even tell the city princess she wanted to reveal everything, she would inspire me to stroke my head around again with her nose tip.

"... you're not surprised"

"Cuwong"

The Interpretive Moon Hair stares at me with its light green eyes with its merciful caged eyes, and with its long tongue comes my cheek.

Think of it - from the first time we met, she was.

You realize I'm somewhere heterogeneous, you allow me to touch you, and - you're risking your life to protect me.

A demon who leans against me and feels blissful by filling the space between that flesh and flesh.

I'm sure from her, I don't care what my origins are.

That's fine as long as I exist, that's what the gentle light-green eyes of the Interpretive Moon Hair said to me.

"... thanks"

I don't think I need any more words.

And the Interpretive Moon Hair also doesn't make demands that you show particular gratitude or show sincerity.

Perhaps that resembled the affection of flesh parents, such as mothers and children and sisters and brothers.

But it is in the man's mood that he doesn't want to be a scumbag who just keeps enjoying his favors comically all the time.

"Okay... I'm going to fix every corner today."

Nevertheless, I don't have any soap, so I wash it directly with my hands.

Anyway, I want to produce a lot of soap, but will it go that far?

I think so while rubbing and unwrapping the slippery skin of the interpretive moon hair.

(Without soap, hygiene changes dramatically...)

Rub the neck of the Interpretive Moon Hair and wash the sagging hot water.

Then she leaks her voice small as she feels comfortable. Probably feels good.

But demons can't be given effective hitting except by demons and jade fluorite - and I have no idea what principles they're built on at the moment.

"Always thank you, Interpretive Moon Hair"

That's what I whispered to her as she pushed her back part all the way in and rubbed it off.

"Because you're here, I can live. I really appreciate it...... thanks"

In a world of constant warfare and strife, and living in a world where there was little strife, I can say that I still survive - thanks to my interpretive moon hair.

With the work of her lion, I can no longer count how many crises my life has gotten out of.

But what could I have done so far to her, who was a horse and did not even hesitate to kill her own people for my sake?

(I didn't do anything at all...)

Massaging her ass from the slippery back of her interpretive moon hair, she whispers sweetly.

I am extremely abstinent and gentlemanly, using the hand technique I worked out at City Princess to untie the stiffness of my interpretive moon hair buttocks.

Maybe I'm doing something very envious from the stallions of the world.

Per contiguous reeds, maybe, you could shed a tear of blood.

While I'm thinking about it, the hips of the Interpretive Moon Hair shake up and make a sweet whisper and creep.

Speaking of which, is the sexy belt of a horse the same as a cat, at the base of the tail, around the pelvis?

- Nevertheless, unfortunately, I won't be in a romantic relationship with Interpretive Moonhair because I'm not the protagonist of Lanobe.

The point is, it feels the same as peppering a cat's ass - I see the Interpretive Moon Hair thing as a reciprocal partner, but in the sense that it's not sexually exciting first.

I'm even going to be sweet, with my arms around her neck and my head scratched and stroked...

- If the Interpretive Moon Hair was human, it would have been different from the story, but I was thinking such a silly thing.

◆

In one of the rooms of Yuji Yard's lodging that was passed through, I, along with the city princess and Jiji, was pounding my tongue at the served dinner.

My strict orders made my guests serve the menu after tomorrow - but it's quite nourishing, well, it's not unsavory.

"I didn't think it was much of a good product, such as cooked rice... not bad, Mr. Chang Zheng"

"... well, good for you"

Honestly, for me, knowing the dishes of the world I was in, the dishes of this era are not as delicious as they are monotonous in flavor - but still, Princess Shi and Princess Ji are hard at cooking rice with a smile on their faces.

The taste of hoarded soy sauce, with radishes and other ingredients in the burdock and vegetable leaves, makes it slight - it must probably be quite a treat in this world in this day and age.

The menu for dinner was juice in addition to such cooked rice and pickled radishes for stewing root vegetables.

It's not something that had any nutritional value, nothing shit, and I care that it's almost similar or stopping by - but I guess it's at a level that's too much if you think about the phase of this era, which was happy if you fill your belly first.

(I also want to raise those value levels somehow...)

We need to improve agricultural production and promote commodity crops.

"- Well, it would be like this at first"

"Oh... Mr. Chang Zheng, was there something you didn't like?"

The City Princess picks up my whine visibly and asks - as if she's putting up an antenna dedicated to me or something.

"It's not like I don't care... I can make more progress from here - I just thought so."

This meal, is it?

"Oh. But to do that, we have to change from the agricultural situation in the North Omi River..."

But that's not easy.

Whether introducing the wheeled farming (Rinsai ginger), also known as Norfolk farming, which occurred in Western Europe in the 18th century, it will be a difficult task to convince farmers about it.

Incidentally, wheeled farming is a method of rotation farming that, like wheat - turnips - beans - clovers - never generates fallow land for a year.

Anyone would understand that a field can get nutrients out of the land when it grows grain.

However, planting Mameidae plants produces root bacteria (konryukin) that are symbiotically related to this and can dope the land.

By the way, with this agricultural revolution, Europe, which significantly depopulated itself in pesto from the Middle Ages to recent times, succeeded in increasing its population rapidly - and the accompanying increase in domestic demand led it to gain the foothold of an economic leap.

"But don't you already have a proposal to improve agriculture?

Princess Ji chuckles as she puts down her chopsticks.

"When you say that, the Sutra told me that you probably have some kind of finding."

"... you were saying that"

"Yes, exactly the great sage of the world's extremes...... it seems like a great deal of pride already"

Then the city princess laughs bitterly.

"The direct sutra loves the chancellor... When it comes to Mr. Chang, I can hardly stop talking and thinking..."

"Sure, that's right. Ma'am, as a matter of fact, I was also put away for about two minutes to listen to" Little Hall of Childhood "."

"Oh... then Princess Ji, have you heard of" The Hall of Former Clothes "? Mr. Chang Zheng is already dressed too well..."

"No, we haven't told you that yet. Woohoo, I'm curious... Ma'am, can't you teach me?

"No, you can't. You can't, I won't tell you. She also intends to talk to the new Princess Ji soon. There are people like me who talk badly here, etc..."

"Oh, no..."

I stroke my chest down just a little at ease into the conversation between the two women that started at some point.

It's been a while since I welcomed Princess Ji as my sideroom, but I don't see any apparent conflict between them.

Maybe he's engaged in an awesome dark fight in the shadows, but still, as far as I know, the city princess and Ji princess seem like good friends. Or that's what I wanted to believe.

"That's right, Princess Ji, shouldn't you also quickly make it convenient for the samurai? Isn't it time for a lot of trouble?

"Yes... yes, right... I would like to get some clothes from the house in the bamboo..."

"For I, too, have suddenly decided to speak to the chief samurai... I'll have you work until someone new comes in, but I can't even rely on Oda's house right now... Ha..."

And what a conversation a woman has with a man is hard to understand.

The subject changed from time to time, and they had enough flexibility to keep up with it.

But from the man's me, it's hard to keep up with that furious development, and I can't keep up with it.

"So, Mr. Chang Zheng. The hot spring was very spacious, and it felt good. I was quite surprised."

……

"Dear Chang Zheng...?

"Oh, wow."

I guess it wasn't a good idea to be half boisterous thinking that we were just having a conversation with Princess Shi and Princess Ji.

I can't react aggressively to the City Princess's inquiry, I can only make a dumb voice.

Was that funny, the City Princess and Ji Princess laughed dull and bitterly.

"... you look like that too."

Princess Ji stares at me with a moist look.

"I don't know... very unexpected, surprised..."

"What do you mean, it's"

I said, exhaling loudly.

"I'm also a child of people... What do you think, at all"

"Dear God, Buddha, I think you are"

To Princess Ji, who said yes to Zubari without any stray, the city princess praises her as she slaps her hands small and puffy.

Among Princess Ji, I was apparently relieving myself at some point.

"But you have made such ultra-polar pure earth appear in this world… it is much nicer than God or Buddha, who does nothing but look at it"

That's what Princess Ji said, smiling.

Well, for sure - if God or Buddha is "truly as loving as man might imagine," you should be able to save a human being in a tragic situation like Princess Ji.

Or maybe the gods cut humanity loose a long time ago and let it go.

"... but that's anyway. Seems like the city and Jiji have always liked this Yuji Garden."

"Yes, that's already..."

"It was so, so great"

The happiness of two wives smiling happily.

Feeling it all over my chest, I make one suggestion to them.

"Actually...... I still have it, bath. One in each room."

"Oh really...?

That's all, the City Princess and Ji Princess lean down with red on their cheeks, or out of sight.

That I, the good guy, would ask you to take a bath at night.

Min, they figured out what I was trying to say.

"I also ate dinner, all I have to do is sleep after... So before I do, is it a bad thing that I want to deepen my affection with you guys?"

"Well, that's the way to put it......, woohoo, it's cowardly......"

"Why can't you say no..."

I'm the one these days who sees such a disgraceful look on their face, and that's all I get satisfied with.

Recently, Princess Ji served me even during the day to the fullest extent, so my Big Sun was perfectly job-changing from a proper kid to an oligarchy livestock king.

Because thanks to Princess Ji, you don't have to sleep with the city princess at night to manage to attack her - in the sense that I said that, I guess it wasn't a mistake to have her welcomed into the side room.

(Until a while ago, I wondered because the moment I saw the shy girl's face, Big Sun was erect...)

With that in mind, I'd say my libido is well managed and controlled right now.

I get up and take off my kimono in front of the City Princess and Ji Princess.

Then they scream yellow, covering their eyes with both hands - but the gap between their fingers was gabbling, and it was no longer obvious from the side that their gaze was focused on my big sun.

"You guys come quick, too. Don't keep the good guys waiting too long."

That being said, I pick up the wipes with the rice bran that fell on the floor with my kimono - and head to a room with a family bath, shaking my hips and bluffing my adorable son (17 cm) with no erection cheat peeling.

Then, he sank himself into the hanging water so that he could jump in without straying, rubbing (rubbing) his face with a grate first with his palm.

If you stretch your body all the way through a wooden hot tub, it feels like your whole body's blood circulation is getting better by the way.

It's very quiet in the room, and the hanging hot water pours into the hot tub, there's only about a BGM called Chapo Chapo.

On a moist, dark night peeking through a light window, I guess I celebrated the New Year's Eve (miso), I didn't see the moon anywhere.

As he leaves himself to the buoyancy of the hot springs with half a blur, the sound of the room compartment sliding hits the tympanic membrane.

If you bend your neck to someone who shows signs...

"- Woohoo... Oh, my God, it's beautiful"

Two shadows that look like hot smoke.

It was moonlight, clichéd, and commonplace - but I could only divulge that sentiment.

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My shoulders are loaded with a nice, pleasant load.

On her right shoulder, Princess Ji, and on her left shoulder, each of the city princesses hung down, hugging my arms and touching my chest and belly - behind her eyes, she was sending a caged look of affection of fever, so much so that I thought it might be floating even at the heart mark.

Having two beautiful wives in both arms, immersed in a hot spring instead of doing anything, even a lazy time - would any more luxury ever be in this world?

"Ah... Dear Mr. Chang Zheng... Ah..."

"Ya, you... tickle..."

If you move my spinning hands on their hips to stroke them slowly, your wives' leaking exhales mix in the hot smoke.

That was certainly a voice of pleasure. A voice that does not involve sexiness, joy in human beings.

Especially when I stroked the city princess's abdomen, she, a pregnant woman, lived the color of joy in her eyes so much that if she was a virgin, she would use her smooth body to sweeten it all up with just a touch.

By the way, it has been a long established theory in Japan since 1982 that pregnant women should not go into hot springs - that was apparently the result of peddling a rumor, with no scientific basis at all.

Instead, bathing in hot springs is extremely effective to calm pregnant women who tend to become unstable, sometimes symbiotic with their new lives and bodies.

The city princess was once completely relaxed and wandering, and it was the end of the day when she was sliding a slip and cheek against my chest plate.

And as for the reluctant princess Ji, if you hold her hips all the time, she will say "Ah..." with a small voice - softly, she will cheek on my chest.

"Your hair is soaking wet..."

Scorched brown with his right hand, black beautiful hair with his left hand, then whispering as he strokes the heads of the two wives with their faces against my chest.

"Well, I'm going to get my hair wet again in the corner - and I'm going to wash your hair with that apology."

"Oh... no..."

Horrible - and fearful Princess Ji.

But if they had such an attitude or expression, it would be a boy who would want to do it.

"City hair and cured hair are both beautiful..."

When I crawl my hands on their cheeks and neck muscles, not just their hair, my two bodies tremble tingly.

I guess my body accumulates in the hot spring, my blood circulation improves and my skin is sensitive.

Peeping into the two faces, the city princess was snooping with a totally swinging face, and Ji was meditating her eyes and eating her teeth so that she could indulge in something.

"My hair is called the life of a woman... but I will never be crude enough to keep you alive with me. I want you to feel safe there."

"Yes, the city isn't worried at all...?

I say as the city princess twirls her index finger over my chest plate.

"Chang Zheng took the city... No, he couldn't have done anything terrible to Princess Ji..."

When she sticks her cheek to my cheek as it is, she starts to rinse.

They put some tremendous trust in me.

I just want you to stop because my big sun swells when I get rinsed too much.

"Don't you think?

When the city princess inquired about Princess Ji, she nodded slowly and silently.

I'm sure that means we've been fitted with all the understandings.

I walked away from them once, got up from the hot tub, and took the wipes I had left behind until then.

"Then go ahead from Princess Ji. I'll be fine later."

"So, but that's..."

A unique Japanese spirit of concession that begins in a hot tub.

Nevertheless, the city princess says it's good, so it's a good decision.

I stick one foot in the hot tub and pound Princess Ji's luxurious shoulder.

"Look, keep an eye out"

"Ahhh..."

When I reach under Princess Ji's twisted armpit and force her to stand, she lowers it straight down to the hot chair equipped with the bathroom.

Hot spring water in a bucket, finally ready.

"Ji... you don't have to be nervous, draw strength from your body..."

It's like when a virgin welcomes a man for the first time, whispering in her ear as she strokes her shoulder nervous about a bee.

"Yes... entrust everything to me... good boy"

Hair care - is a universal death and living problem for women.

But what a lot of women are mistaken for that way......

My friend who has been working as a hairdresser in France and Italy using a working holiday said that.

Says he did it wrong the way he washed his hair, including shampoo - which means he'll be surprised how many women focus on washing their hair.

My friend forcefully theorizes that washing hair is about washing the scalp, not washing the hair.

They only have to get the hair cleanser to the scalp, not on the hair, not on the hair.

Is the scalp the basis of production for calculating hair, and if this rattles, even women bald?

"Ji... Here we go..."

Princess Ji nodded as she slightly rocked her scorched brown hair.

When I turn behind her, I make a shout and then slowly drop the hot water I strained in the barrel onto her head and wet it.

Then rub her hair in to tame the hot water and make sure the hot water stained every corner of her hair, then shake rice bran on her scalp.

"What do you say, Ji? Anywhere itchy?

"No... very, very... no..."

I wash it to rub that dirt out so I can massage her scalp with my fingertips.

Carefully move your fingers from the part of the collar foot to the top of your head.

This is my opportunity. Let's make sure Princess Ji remembers the pleasure of having her hair washed by others.

"As I said earlier, hair is a woman's life. If you care about healing, you need to love your hair properly..."

……

The moment I whine about that - Princess Ji knocks her body forward for a long time.

"... cure?

"Oh... I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

- Princess Ji covered her face with both hands and raised her voice to squeeze it out.

"How could you... how could you be so... Huh! I'm scared... I'm scared..., I'm so happy, I'm scared of that... I...!

"… cure"

I guess I got worried.

The City Princess also comes up from the hot tub and stops by me and Princess Ji.

"Wow, I... my hair so far... I've just been made rampant...! Pulled, sprayed, rubbed...! So... so I've never been so nice..."

When I turn my arms around Princess Ji's thin stomach and hug her, the City Princess cries and strokes her head okay.

"You mustn't... Princess Ji, you shouldn't be crying about this..."

"Oh my... I'm sorry... I'm sorry, ma'am..."

"From now on, you, too, will love the chancellor plenty - because with me you will sink into a bottomless swamp called the chancellor... shouldn't you stop detaining yourself to such a nasty past? If you're happy, you can tease your head and honestly rejoice in that. Because it's not you who's happy, it's not you who's happy."

"Oh, ma'am...!

As I hugged her, Princess Ji wept even as she hugged her in the rich chest of the city princess.

The princess smiled at me with a look like a Virgin Mary.

"Dear President,"

"... what"

"Please give your love to Princess Ji, not just me."

"... oops"

But if you don't mind Princess Ji too much, the highlights of your eyes will disappear - even if your mouth is torn, I will never say it.

Even I can read the air.

"I'll always be beside you, I'll protect you, I'll love you - I promise"

Then, finally, I wash Princess Ji's hair back, wash her hair too, and the three of us re-immerse it in the hot spring again.

It was better than anything to be a family bath. The happiness of feeling one's beloved skin together in a closed space.

The fact that time without having to think about anything while looking at each other is more precious than anything else - the society in which life and death always tell us about it.

"Dear President..."

The city princess comes sweet as she calls my name.

"You..."

Did you blow it off a lot because you cried, and Princess Ji puts it in my chest.

"I don't like the long water."

I turned my arms around their shoulders and felt the smooth skin on their arms.

Embracing, it is alongside sexual activity, and letting the body through - is also a ritual in which human beings who cannot merge into one want to be one nonetheless.

"- I want to be here a little more."

When I said that, Princess Shi and Princess Ji snorted at me.

mouth to mouth with them, exchanging good words that they can't say in prima facie.

Is it nevertheless the reason why my son is not grown up that his heart is filled with no more?

Feeling their intense exhalation in the hot smoke, I vowed once again to protect them.